Infatuation

If I leave you, how sad would you feel? Sometimes, I'm starting to doubt how much loving you really share to me.

More than a flirting-by passion, I know I like you. I see this picture today, And I realize she is still there. You say you don't care. But I need more trust. Poor this weak and indecisive me. If you call, I will pick up. If you message, I will reply. I don't want to disappoint you. Since I like you so much, you see. I want to hug you :) But spontaneous a person as I am, I cannot help thinking, what is the end for this. I want to freely let the passions fly, and leave behind all the shadow that darkens between us. But I see the shadow here and there. You never say you let it leave. I may have dreamt too much when I believe you do. I was building castles along the way. Castles are nice, and I like you..

But I think I should resist myself. Friends is just what we can call ourselves. Much as I want to care about you, I feel insecurity growing. Ambivalence, once it is there without control, will just grow by itself.

I start to wonder, if now suddenly I get this "proposal" from you, would I agree? I will not. Since I do not trust you enough. It's time I open my eyes to the wider world, and look for more handsome and trustworthy and caring guys than you.